Hua Liu was taken away by the people from Ling'er Club, and when he left, the bone was still stuffed in his mouth...
Song Wen knew that there might be experts guiding these guys behind them... They were here for him!
When his huge wealth was about to be missed and he was facing a crisis, he directly hugged Liang Shicheng's lap, and then contacted a celebrity like Li Yan. Now, even a top dude like Gao Yanei has to think twice before he wants to touch her.
Already.
Because the interests of Liang Shicheng and Li Yan have been tied up in him! Who is willing to let go of the bonuses of thousands of taels of silver every year?
Song Wen knew that, except for Wang Zhiwei, the remaining six proprietors on Wazi Street, including the manager of Zixuan House, had begun to come under tremendous pressure! Song Wen had even foreseen that the proprietors of at least three brothels would stand up.
Unable to resist the pressure, he was forced to hand over his shares in the Wazi Street brothel...
Is this someone hiring Ling'er to suppress him? Or is Ling'er simply trying to squeeze some money out of himself?
Song Wen stood on the road with his arms folded and thought for a while, and then said to An Chun: "You also often deal with the Huazi Gang on the street. What happened to Ma Laizi, the leader of the Huazi Gang? You don't know about such a big change in Beicheng?"
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An Chun bit his lip and knelt on one knee... "Brother, An Chun has neglected his duty! Please punish me..."
Song Wen whispered... "It's too late to punish after making a mistake. What we need to do now is to make amends! Let's find out immediately whether Ma Laizi is alive or dead... You have paid too much attention to Wa in the past few months.
You must know that although Wazi Street is our cash cow, how can Wazi Street survive alone without Bianliang City Jingjianghu? Immediately arrange manpower to find clues about Ma Laizi, and the Huazi Gang...their skills
Where have all the good people gone? What happened?"
An Chun was so remorseful that cold sweat broke out on his temples. He nodded in agreement and immediately ran to the corner of the street and whistled at the two little beggars hanging far behind the carriage!
The two little beggars were stunned for a moment and ran over quickly, knelt down on one knee and clasped their fists and said, "I've seen Lang Jun, I've seen Brother An Chun!"
An Chun asked with a cold face: "Those guys who knew how to jingle bells stopped Lang Jun's carriage just now, why didn't you warn them in advance?"
A little beggar was stunned for a moment: "Those people just now were from Ling'er Club? It's impossible. The morning before yesterday, I saw two big poles from the Huazi Gang leading their men to beat out the Beicheng Ghosts from a group of thieves from Ling'er Club.
Where is the city...how dare these people who know how to jingle bells enter Beicheng with such arrogance?"
Song Wen frowned: "Are you saying there was nothing strange about the Huazi Gang the morning before yesterday? And...you could see famous people from the Huazi Gang yesterday and today?"
"It's really strange for Mr. Lang to say this. Since yesterday, several of the big guys and two guys from the Huazi Gang have really disappeared... But how can anyone in Ling'er Club be so powerful that he can swallow Ma Cripple and the others in two days?"
Song Wen thought for a moment, then turned around and got on the carriage...
An Chun arranged the task and asked the two little beggars to go out quickly to spread the word to find out what happened to the Huazi Gang. Then he pulled the reins and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you want to go back to Wazi Street directly?"
Song Wen shook his head: "No, send me directly to Lin Chong's home!"
Next to a dilapidated arch bridge over the Anhe Canal in the North City, there is a dilapidated courtyard that has been abandoned for a long time. It is said that this place is haunted... so the people around it all take a detour.
A little beggar sneaked around a few times, and then got into the yard overgrown with grass through a dog hole.
In a half-collapsed dilapidated house, half a tattered mattress was spread on the floor. Lying on it was a tall but dying man with a sallow complexion... It was Ma Laizi who was in charge of the entire Beicheng Huazi Gang in Bianliang after he had dissipated his family fortune!
The little beggar wiped his big nose and carefully took out a hard sesame seed cake from his arms... "Gang leader! Gang leader? Are you hungry? Want something to eat?"
The sallow-faced Ma Laizi opened his eyes, and it took him a while to come back to his senses... "Lao Meng and Cucumber... ahem... haven't come back yet?"
"Well, the two big guys haven't come back since yesterday morning when they went to bring in reinforcements... Our Hanako gang has lost most of its brothers on the street! There are also a few big guys who are missing..."
Ma Laizi looked at the tattered roof and sighed... "It's over, several poles have died... Ahem... Ling'er Club came prepared! It seems that those brothers are also in danger.
Oh...Grasshopper, cough cough...let's go quickly! Leave Bianliang immediately, those guys from Ling'er Club are ruthless and will do whatever it takes, and you little babies will not end well if you fall into their hands... cough cough... cough
cough……"
The little beggar wiped away his tears and cried... "The grasshopper should have starved to death a long time ago. If the gang leader hadn't saved his life, the dogs would have eaten all the grasshopper's bones... Gang leader, let's go together! Escape first."
Let’s talk after we leave Bianliang…”
Ma Laizi gave a bitter smile... "I can't even get up now, why are you running away? I am a Bianliang person when I am alive, and I will die in Bianliang and become a Bianliang ghost..."
Just as Grasshopper was about to persuade him again, he heard the sound of footsteps falling to the ground in the yard.
The crippled horse sighed... I'm afraid those bastards might have found the scent and touched it! The crippled horse weakly moved his right hand and quietly pinched a dagger under the broken straw mat on the ground... What if he died before he died?
If you can stab another beast that can jingle to death, you can close your eyes!
The broken wooden door was gently pushed open. The little beggar Grasshopper trembled and shouted, then he held a sharpened wooden stick and stabbed the visitor in the abdomen...
A big hand gently pressed on the top of the grasshopper's head. The grasshopper swung the stick a few times and found that he could not hurt the guy on the opposite side at all... A feeling of fear began to spread in his heart.
"Don't harm my gang leader, please... don't harm my gang leader!"
Another figure came over and said: "Stop yelling, we are not the killers sent by the Bell Club! If you continue to howl and attract the people from the Bell Club, we will not care about you two!"
Ma Laizi opened his eyes and looked carefully for a while, then hesitantly asked... "Are you... are you the proprietor of Song Wensong in Wazi Street? How... ahem... how did you find me?"
Song Wen came over and lifted the rag sheet from Ma Laizi's body... He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air... Ma Laizi was already hopeless.
Song Wen calmly covered Ma Laizi with the sheet, then held Ma Laizi's hand and asked: "Ma Gang Leader, what happened? How could Ling'er suddenly rush into Beicheng with such arrogance?"
Ma Laizi took a few breaths and said softly: "Don't look at it. I also fought for my life in the Western Army. I know that I am hopeless... Huazi Gang, there is a traitor in the Huazi Gang! The entire Huazi Gang has been sold.
...cough cough cough...several of my confidants were drugged and knocked down, cough cough cough...two of them were even killed...I tried my best but was still knocked down with a knife...by several brothers
They carried it out desperately, and then they went out to look for reinforcements, but there was no news!"
"Who is behind the Jingle Bell Club?"
"I don't know... Dongzhu Song, thank you for your help to us lonely guys in Bianliang, but the relief food in the future... I'm afraid it will be useless."
Ma Laizi opened his eyes wide and said to Song Wen: "Dongzhu Song, you are young... cough cough cough... just... cough cough... you have saved such a big family fortune, can you help me spend the twenty
Are multiple dolls well fed?
I...ahem...I'm afraid I can't close my eyes...Dongzhu Song, save the children!"
Lin Chong stood on guard at the side of the yard, and the little beggar sat on the moss-covered stone steps with worry... Suddenly, Song Wen walked out with a lonely look on his face, and said to the little beggar and Lin Chong: "I hurt my internal organs.
I don’t know how the horse gang leader can survive until now with such serious injuries..."
The little beggar knelt on the ground, wiped his tears and begged: "My benefactor, please save me!"